There are books that I read which are impossible to put down, a recent example being The Girl on the Train. I was so eager to find out what really happened that I refused to stop reading until I finished the book. I was neither disappointed, nor regretful of my decision to push on until … Continue reading Unforgettable lessons
Category: holidays
Love, me
Don't even approach my body unless you've first been between my ears. I'm 48, not 18. True love isn't roses and chocolate. It's starting my car on a winter's morning or bringing home pizza on a Friday night. Love is buying me the Sunday paper on Saturday so I don't have to go outside on … Continue reading Love, me
15 for 2015
To run for my own pleasure without measure. To get out once or twice a month for the sole purpose of being social without the crutch of working. To eat quality food and drink copious amounts of water. To strive to get Jeter out and active as much as possible. To live an honest life. … Continue reading 15 for 2015
Laboring on Christmas Eve
Not to take anything away from Mary, but I did my share of work yesterday, too. The morning began with tending to two loaves of bread, prepping the ultimately fantastic beef roast and driving a friend to the airport, all prior to attending a 10:00 yoga class. After the sweaty release of 75 minutes of … Continue reading Laboring on Christmas Eve
My Christmas wish list, 2014
A universe and population that has evolved to understand that we're more alike than different. Fewer guns in that wiser universe. In my own personal DelSo planet, the boys to clean their bedrooms. A romantic love that inspires. If number four doesn't happen, Bradley Cooper would be an acceptable alternative.
Gifts of the season
So far, it's been a particularly relaxed holiday season. I've been on my game - my freezer has 8 quarts of assorted homemade cookie dough ready to thaw and bake, the door has a wreath and the dining room a decorated tree. The last of the Christmas cards went in the mail 3 days ago … Continue reading Gifts of the season
A believer no more
For the first time in 18 years my home is devoid of believers. Let me tell you, it makes for a different sort of holiday build up. No longer is it necessary to hide the packages left on my front porch by the postal carrier. Now, I just stack them up as unobtrusively as possible, … Continue reading A believer no more
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